As you can see, I love being photographed. For the purposes of this blog, you will only get to know the back of my head.
I am not a Crazy Farm Lady yet, as I'm still working as a microbiological analyst in a pharmaceutical lab. However, I'm due to retire next year and am going to have to come up with some ingenious ways to make money at my ripe old age. And you, dear reader, are being invited to join me on the journey.
I live on a smallholding just outside Port Elizabeth, South Africa. It really is beautiful, and I'll be sure to post some pics to impress you very soon. My home is humble, I must admit, but it's all I need and makes me happy every time I rumble along the dirt road and into my driveway. A little log cabin nestled underneath the trees - paradise.
I share my home with 18 cats and 5 dogs, all of whom are more spoilt than my only human child, Amelia. The vast majority of them are rescues (excluding Amelia). Which brings me to my past time - visiting informal settlements and sterilising, feeding and treating their sick animals. How this has not made a manslayer out of me, I'm not quite sure. To see what the human race is capable of doing to animals is sickening. Much of the work I do for the animals is funded by my own savings. It is not cheap either. This worries me as, when I retire, I will probably have to stop (or at least decrease) my efforts.
So, the POA, which I'm hoping my readers will be able to help me with (whether in the form of advice, tips, warnings, books or...you know...HARD CASH), is to get into organic farming. I have plenty of room and a strong back - the world is my oyster! If Roseanne can do it, why can't I?
Thanks for reading my very first entry. I look forward to keeping you posted with the efforts of a 60-something year old tequila-loving crazy farm lady.
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